TROPHIES ft. Max Moody Lyrics

Really can't complain if you don't know me

Me and gang keep it lowkey

Fuck if I could hang, niggas banging with phonies

Shit's lame and below me

I've been in my lane, got stains where my toes be

Get kicked if you came to dethrone me

Spliff lit, you're the strain in my oz

I got a big grip on the bank and the trophies

Really can't complain if you don't know me

Me and gang keep it lowkey

Fuck if I could hang, niggas banging with phonies

Shit's lame and below me

I've been in my lane, got stains where my toes be

Get kicked if you came to dethrone me

Spliff lit, you're the strain in my oz

I got a big grip on the bank and the trophies, nigga!

Not a care is flowing through my system

God appears whenever Zeus is spitting

Stop comparing if you're new, just listen

I'm top tier in every room I enter

No ignoring this, bitch I was born to win

I won't conform to shit, fuck if they get the picture

Them boys are pissed, I see them forfeiting

Y'all sore? Well, bitch, I've been tough

Listen mister, go and kiss the ring

That's all you're getting, better than offing niggas

I'm not amused by all the talking nigga

I'd rather spark a spliff up and take a shot of liquor

Guess that's my cue, so let's get it

Yeah bitch, we're Litty, don't need your permission

Up in your city, running up them digits

Only a conflict if you ain't used to winning

Confusing the losers, yeah

This juice is exclusive, yeah

We're true to the movement, yeah

Stay schooling the students, yeah

Class is in session, study the god

Bask in my presence, bitch I'm a star

Them rappers in question ain't shining at all

Really can't complain if you don't know me

Me and gang keep it lowkey

Fuck if I could hang, niggas banging with phonies

Shit's lame and below me

I've been in my lane, got stains where my toes be

Get kicked if you came to dethrone me

Spliff lit, you're the strain in my oz

I got a big grip on the bank and the trophies, nigga!

Been bidding my time

So pardon if I should shine little brighter

This beat cassava, see

Moody grim quick to reap

Cadaver

l eat like Dahmer

My miss little momma

My ink is lava

Flows razor sharper

But see, Moody grim he quick to switch his barber

Mamma Mia, boy don't get mistake for Abba

Sippin' sangria, sitting somewhere proper like

I see your mind

I see your essence

I see your essence

I see your mind

Why you so fine?

Why you so extra?

Come my direction

Wasting my time

Be my little vibe

Girl you probably got friends who can

Show me a good time

You could tie both hands still I'm

Shooting like Kawhi

Like a Teabo plan, told her kick her old guy

Girl, you know I

Really can't complain if you don't know me

Me and gang keep it lowkey

Fuck if I could hang, niggas banging with phonies

Shit's lame and below me

I've been in my lane, got stains where my toes be

Get kicked if you came to dethrone me

Spliff lit, you're the strain in my oz

I got a big grip on the bank and the trophies, nigga!

Really can't complain if you don't know me

Me and gang keep it lowkey

Fuck if I could hang, niggas banging with phonies

Shit's lame and below me

I've been in my lane, got stains where my toes be

Get kicked if you came to dethrone me

Spliff lit, you're the strain in my oz

I got a big grip on the bank and the trophies